practicality

Sheska opened the door carefully, peeking in to make sure she wasn't really intruding, and blinked in surprise. She tried to remember a time when she'd ever seen him this casual and failed. But that was quickly overwhelmed by her concern and she entered, leaving the door ajar. Goodness knows what the rest of the house would have thought if they were closeted in there together. "Um, I brought you the books..." she said, holding the tote out as evidence as she gingerly approached the bed. He'd never made a cheerful invalid, and this time was worse, in some ways, she understood. In order to forestall questions, she pulled out the wrapped package. "I thought I'd leave this for you, if you were sleeping, but... This is for you." She held it out, hoping she wasn't quite as pink as she felt.